Zhong Cheng got what he wanted, and was beaten again! He was still knocked to the ground by his sister with a slap.
This time, after Zhong Cheng got up, he ignored his sister and started practicing the Snake-Crane Eight Free Hands Strategy in a very professional manner, and gradually the sound of wind and thunder was emitted.
Zhong Qing hesitated. Seeing him like this, it was really hard to start. In fact, she noticed something. Zhong Cheng seemed to have really realized something. He had been practicing free-hand fighting for six years. Did he realize something today?
She looked surprised. Could it be that Old Wang was really very smart and had profound insights, and he explained the true meaning of this Taoist physical skill?
Next to him, the old man was also practicing. His chest was glowing slightly, and a faint shadow of a dragon flew out of his mouth. With a puff, he split a piece of bluestone in front of him into two halves.
"What did you realize?" Zhong Qing asked. Although the old man was only responsible for protecting her, she was still polite and respectful.
The old man sighed, as if deeply touched, and said: "I can only say that some people are truly gifted and suitable for this path. I really want to follow him for a while."
At this moment, Zhong Qing really couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at her foolish brother who was willing to sell his sister to practice the old skills, and then seeing the old man's heartfelt respect when he looked at Lao Wang, she felt that everyone around her was "poisoned".
Then, she couldn't help but give her brother two more times!
"I'm only seventeen, it's not too late. One day when I ascend to heaven, she won't even dare to glare at me even if I call her Xiao Zhong to her face!" Zhong Cheng was strong inside and hypnotized himself after being beaten.
Wang Xuan was indeed not talking nonsense, and what he said was indeed his own experience. However, the main reason was that the two people had accumulated enough experience.
The old man had practiced this kind of physical skill for decades, and after being enlightened, all his spirituality and insights accumulated over the years burst out.
As for Zhong Cheng, he has been practicing Snake-Crane Eight Free-Hand Fighting for six years and has a solid foundation. He was only a thin layer of window paper away from mastering the two-style Free-Hand Fighting before. Now he completely believes what Wang Xuan said, and practices with the "most pious" state of mind, and everything will come naturally.
At this time, there were some people from big organizations standing next to Wang Xuan, and they were more polite than they were at the funeral home.
In addition, several middle-aged men from different chaebols came over.
At the funeral home, they only talked to Guan Lin and did not take the initiative to contact Wang Xuan like others did.
Now they humbled themselves and came here, mainly because Wang Xuan’s actual combat ability was so terrifying that he defeated Zhou Wei almost in an instant!
Who is Zhou Wei? A senior master with extraordinary strength, but he was kicked in the chest as soon as they fought, leaving a big hole in his body.
The ambulance took him away directly. If things went wrong, he would follow Olesha and hold an additional memorial service.
Several middle-aged men were smiling and very down-to-earth. They chatted with Wang Xuan very easily. During the chat, they naturally introduced their identities.
They were no longer reserved and spoke directly, expressing their hope to cooperate with Wang Xuan, and enthusiastically mentioned that he could ask for anything they needed.
Are there any golden bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period? Wang Xuan complained in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud. He just smiled and didn't make any requests.
He knew very well that although these people were not the leaders of the organizations behind them, their status was not low either, and they were all ruthless people.
If I really take their things, I guess the matter will not be over unless I risk my life for them.
After all, this is an era of highly developed technology, with super battleships traveling deep into the starry sky. The chaebols and major organizations control enormous resources. In the eyes of these people, the master is just that thing.
If that secret place didn't really require people with strong bodies, they probably wouldn't have come into contact with Wang Xuan.
Whether in the field of new technology or old technology, the chaebols value in-depth exploration of extending lifespan. In terms of strength, it is far better to focus on researching battleships.
Of course, those who are truly close to the extraordinary will make them wary. They believe that it is safer for such "individuals" to report when traveling because their assassination capabilities are too strong.
"Master Wang is young and promising. He is truly an amazing genius in the field of traditional arts! Seeing you is like seeing the young Old Chen. Both of you are rare talents. Unfortunately, we will probably have to say goodbye to Old Chen in a few days." A middle-aged man sighed, giving Wang Xuan enough respect for his face, and mentioned Chen Mingtu by the way.
Next to him, Guan Lin’s face turned dark. She really wanted to say, “Old Chen will be fine decades after your death. He has a long life ahead of him and I promise to give you a “surprise” in the future!”
In any case, they were all very polite and gave Wang Xuan high praise and handed him their business cards.
Wang Xuan was naturally all smiles, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. Who doesn't know how to flatter?
He had great mental energy and keen perception, so he could naturally sense that these people's enthusiasm was only superficial, and that deep down they actually felt a sense of alienation.
Obviously, they were not as good as Old Wu in terms of affection. During these days of getting along, although Old Wu had a lot of thoughts, he was still a little sincere and wanted to make friends with Wang Xuan and maintain a good relationship.
Guan Lin came over and interrupted them, saying, "Xiao Wang is a very good man. He is my adopted brother. He will escort Chen Yongjie to the capital to recuperate. You should stop worrying about it."
Several people really wanted to get it right in one go and talk to Wang Xuan about going to the secret land for exploration. Now that Guan Lin has come forward, they can only give up for the time being.
The song ended and everyone left.
Even before Da Wu could say a few words to Wang Xuan, he was taken onto the spaceship by Guan Lin and flew away.
…
In an interstellar spaceship, several middle-aged men from the chaebol were chatting.
"What do you think? Will Chen Yongjie really die? I think there is something wrong with this!" One of them suddenly said.
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